Текст песни Money Tree - Justin the Flora God

I grew up half fantastical
One part divine, one supernatural
Stone in my hand, ghost at my side
I found myself in siren's lullabies
Mast! I'm setting off
Maybe I lost the wild and young
Heart of my plan, the home where is I
You had your way, it's making me tired

Immunity, a beautifully infallible design
Fruit from not the money tree, a future fantasized
Tell me that's no train you thought, if I don't make a mind
If sleeping out on money means a waking up, would I

I'm living half astronautical
Head in the clouds, head for the cannibal
I'll be the lamb, from: Earth, to: Reside
I'll lose myself in solitude science
Mast! I'm setting off
Maybe I'll find the child I was
Tracing my steps, how blessed a trial
Ink on my hand, now my word over bible

Immunity, a beautifully infallible design
Fruit from not the money tree, a future fantasized
Tell me that's no train you thought, if I don't make a mind
If sleeping out on money means a waking up, would I